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It Just Keeps Happening

Welcome To The Void Meme

Stop what you're doing!

No, really. Stop what you're doing. Put the pause on that tire fire you call your life. No, don't un-pause it. Leave the pause on.

Where you are now is not where you were before. The details are...vague. The details are always, often, rather vague. A place that's similar, or not. Fantasy Costco down the hall, the Voidfish in the basement. The calm waves of a never ending void somewhere off a while, and inches to the left. And everywhere else. And tapping on your shoulder. It's fine, just don't talk to it.

You're here now. You're here now. You're here now.

A lot of you are here now. A lot of.... you, are here now.

Might as well have fun with that.

[ooc: a general mingle to start us off! Doubles welcome and encourage. Only TAZ characters (canon-only) to start! Post your character's name and relevant aus/craus in the headers!)

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[Okay, apparently the Door wasn't done throwing him all over the place. At least he's got his clothes on this time. Still, this particular Magnus might not be wearing the typical fighter's armor others might remember him in -- he's definitely wearing a flannel shirt and some cargo shorts and some brightly-colored toe-shoes. He's found other shoes since finding these his first day in Hadriel, but he's... still wearing them, isn't he. And he doesn't have the Chance Lance at his back, or the Phantom Fist at his arm, or even Railsplitter at his side -- all he has is a single, simple axe that looks like it's seen some heavy use and not a lot of care.

Most telling, perhaps, is the conspicuous lack of a certain goldfish at his hip.

He thinks, for a second, that it's good to finally be back. But one look around the Bureau tells him that this isn't quite the Bureau as he left it -- for one thing, there's a lot of various slightly-different looking Taakos running around, not to mention variations on everyone he's basically ever met, including himself. That's new. And... that weird invisible enemy doesn't seem to be around.

Well, he's not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially if that gift horse is decidedly not shaped like a fucking emotion-based nonlich/nongod unhybrid. Fuck yes. He is going to steal himself some fucking gachapon tokens and win back some sweet enchanted gear.

So, yeah, there might be someone rooting around in your bag or your pockets. He's being very sneaky, though. He rolled a 19 on sleight of hand, so good fucking luck not getting your shit stole.]

[Sorry, Magnus, there's no gachapon tokens on this figure, just a pocket full of loose change and an elf's perception skill that's keen enough to catch the man before he begins to dig through her things.]

Prepare to get lit the fuck up, homeslice--Oh. [Magnus may or may not remember her, but even if time has changed his appearance, Lup would recognize that dopey, lovable face or those truly magnificent sideburns anywhere. The raised hand that had been preparing to burn up a spell slot dropped, just as her mouth twisted into a wide, bright grin. Hell, she still doesn't know where the fuck she is or why this place seems so anti-dog, but it always warms her spirit to find the familiar face of someone she calls a friend.]

Are you... [her eyes flick down to Magnus' plaid shirt and those god-awful toe shoes. Hm. Gross clothing? Check. Pitiful excuse for weapons? Check. Stealing money because it was actually needed instead of just for fun? Double Check.] Do you...Do you need some change? You know, if you've fallen on hard times, you don't have to be ashamed about asking for help, Magnus.

...I mean, I guess you do, it has to be pretty embarrassing to panhandle, but friends are here to help regardless.

[Magnus freezes when he's caught, and yeah, he knew this was Taako's pockets he was diggin' through, but the voice comes through a touch... higher, than usual? Maybe Taako's sick?]

Uhhh.

[Yeah, this Taako clearly isn't the one that went with him to Hadriel. Magnus shrinks away from the pocket and just stares dumbly at the person who is looking less and less like Taako the more he looks at-- her. This is a lady. This is a lady Taako. Like, not just Taako wearing a skirt, as he's wont to do, but this is definitely, unmistakably a lady.]

What the-- Is there?? A lady Magnus too??

[Magnus just... grunts like Tim Allen because that's where we're at right now.]

I mean... I'm more in the market to stock back up on an entire dragon's horde of magical items, like. That's where I'm at. I haven't known the value of coin for like, months now. Capitalism seems like a distant dream. A distant, hellish dream.

Also, please tell me there's a lady Magnus. I need to meet her.

[The elven woman arches a slender eyebrow upwards at the larger man's incoherent rambles--what was this about a Lady Magnus? He didn't mean some weird relative, did he?--but patiently waits for Magnus to grunt his way through what he has to say, her hands shifting to settle on her hips. But even through her confusion, Lup's mouth quirks to the side in amusement as she waits out and pieces together the puzzle of her companion's words.

When it finally clicks that he hasn't become some sad hobo, Lup's expression brightens, though that cute quirk to her lips turn into a full, wide grin. Her face reads mischief in capitol letters.] Say no more, my man! [She gives Magnus an affectionate smack on the arm.] You're looking to load up on a few items here and there, huh? We'll you've come to the right gal. Taako and I used to run a pretty tight hustling gig. [she's already turning to weed out potential targets.] We'll get you a new pair of shoes in no time. What kind are you thinking? Leather boots? Sandals? Oh, I hear Fantasy Danskos are pretty popular right now...

[But then that question comes up again and Lup turns back to Magnus, peering up at his face.] Wait, do you actually mean, like, a girl Magnus? Cause I can't say I have today, but given how strange this space is, could just be a matter of time, honestly.

[Magnus quickly finds himself losing track of where the conversation is going. He said magical items, not shoes??]

Wait, no, hang on-- I like my shoes, Hotaru said they were good for running or something and I'm not really sure if they are but they feel like wearing nothing at all, and... Okay, are you from a weird dimension where only Taako is a girl, because that seems weird to me. Not to like, make a weird thing about your gender. --Fuck. Sorry Taako. We can pretend I never said anything, h-haha!

[WOW THAT WENT TO FOOT IN MOUTH REAL FAST HUH???]

[Lup's gaze drops straight down back to Magnus' colorful toe shoes, her head canting to the side curiously before she was reaching up to brush blonde hair behind her ear. Okay, so they still look hideous as hell to look at, but getting a second look at them, they are kind of interesting, right? She's definitely never seen anything in footwear like that before. And an extra boost in speed was kind of not the worst thing ever.. Waitaminute. Lup's head snaps back up just in time at the start of Magnus' ramble on.. gender??]

What are you... [But she goes silent to let the man finish, that sweet, welcoming smile from earlier just disappearing more and more by the second, leaving the woman shooting quite the fiery glare Magnus' way.]

I'm not. Taako. If I was, wouldn't I be saying shit like--[and her voice drops just a touch lower, into a near perfect imitation of her twin.] 'Hey, it's cha'boy, Taako!' [she gestured up and down Magnus' body, hip cocked out into a casual stance.] 'Love this.' [Her skinny arms crossed over her chest.] 'Yeeeah, Taako's good out here.'

[Lup's arms dropped, hands curling into fists as her voice went back to her normal, slightly more higher-pitch tone.]

It's Lup, you dummy! A near freakin' century together and you can't even tell us apart! I'm a little offended, Magnus.

[Magnus feels very, very bad the instant she starts glaring, and then she starts ranting and wow, he feels even worse, but... He's reasonably sure he only knows one person who looks like her, and it's not her. It's Taako. He's never heard of anyone named Lup in his life.

At least, he doesn't think he does??]

Uh... Sorry, I don't... How do I put this. Um. I'm not a hundred years old? That's a good start. I'm 33. I know you're like, an elf, so you live forever, but I'm a human, so... You'd know if I was a hundred.

Okay. That's also... not even getting into the fact that I don't really... remember you? Like, you look a lot like my friend Taako, and with all these doubles running around, so I just thought...

[He gestures vaguely, trying to come up with a finish to his bad news, but he's not sure what to do so he just. Shrugs. Looks very apologetic.]

[This day is just getting weirder and weirder. Granted, that sort of feeling has kind of taken over Lup's life the last eighty or so years, but this one actually stings in a way that Lup hasn't felt since before they'd first set off from home. They'd had setbacks along the way, natch, but at least at the end of each cycle, they all always remembered each other and what they meant to one another.]

Oh. Shit. [Lup is honestly just as confused as poor Magnus in that moment, her mouth slightly agape and her brows drawn together. She's clearly struggling with what to say to that, now after calling the guy out for nothing and making a fool of herself. But she simply settles on a reaction that is much more easily digestible than being hurt.

Her mouth quirks to the side, hands falling to rest on her hips with an air of confidence that seems to have pop in from out of nowhere.] So, are you gonna kick my brother's ass or am I? I mean, if you guys are great friends and he never thought to introduce us, that seems like grounds for a beat down, am I right?

Oh, no. Nope, you are not doing a hit on Taako. I know I'm not your guys' dad, but that is where I draw the line. No hitting, kids.

[He's like. A hundred years younger than them. But he is very serious about no hitting, okay.]

You're right, though. Fucked up he never mentioned you. Are you, like... aliiiiiiive? Usually?

[He realizes halfway through the word that he probably shouldn't be asking, but Taako's always been mum about his past. Magnus always got the sense that he doesn't like talking about it for a reason.

Maybe even the same reason Magnus has been quiet about his own.]

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